Real New York - Homeboy Sandman

Sosa I promise

Sosa Sosa Sosa

Hey yo I’m all better

Far as trades go, jack of all

Back and forth

Preponderance of y’all

Jabberjaws jacking off

Don’t make me take my jacket off

Knock it off

Check out them broads I be knocking off

Dropping off

Top it off

Anytime I take a loss, shake it off (word)

You don’t want no beef stroganoff

You don’t get no beats, you just be strokin' off

You don’t get broken off

You are not hot enough for taking they clothing off

You are not cold enough

I am not going hard I’m holding off

Go and take Tylenol

You do not got the balls

You don’t know how to ball, not at all

You might need Ritalin or Adderall

You might be better off sitting at your pad playing paddleball

You don’t wanna battle with a cat with my catalogue

Digital or analogue

Even with a cannonball or cattle prod

Better flee to Myanmar or Zanzibar

Peeling through Babylon

Hands not on handlebars

You ain’t got the acumen to handle bars

You should just pack it in

You are just saccharin mallomars

Know that y’all fans of ours

You talk shit like senators

Go half ass like minotaurs

Homey we the Julliard

Rest of y’all are kindergarten

Me and I Am Many like oil and vinegar

Ggrraahhh!!!

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that’s work)

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that’s true)

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that’s work)

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that’s true)

Tell 'em!

Bar hopping, car robbing, purse snatching

Rapping a perverse verse in reverse, he first, it’s me verse the earth,

(breath) nickel bag of dirt

Triple fat goose & boom box booming

Ba ba ba ba ba ba booming

I’m at the park doing the barbecue

Sharp du, due to what the barber do

Barbra cute, little mean

I don’t mean to bother you

I do mean to borrow you

There’s a part of me that goes with a part of you

Seeing citi bikes go unharmed is horrible

Don’t these yuppie fuck heads bother you?

Now you’re wearing helmets, some pair of balls

Hope you make the wrong turn somewhere and fall

The white wife beater reign supreme over all with the exception of the denim

overalls

Fuck it it’s IAMMANY, shit try to impress him

I step in the session rep’n the reckoning

Beckoning veterans

Stepping to better men

But I’m OK Solo, the incredible letterman

They don’t want to let him in, cause they don’t want to let him win

A gentleman slash Rebel, level x general, the greatest bravest fakers get the

testicles… Out

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that’s work)

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that’s true)

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that’s work)

Y’all don’t know about the real New York

I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that’s true)

Tell 'em!